Jenny Come Home

Maybe one morning I’ll awake to your voice
Stirring me gently and I’ll look in your eyes
I’ll tell you all about the dream that I had
Where you left in the morning with your keys in your hand
Started your car and drove off into the day
As I slept it away
I was in between jobs and I liked it that way
Jenny come home to me
You got to the city at a quarter to eight
It was then you would learn that your building had burned
Down to the ground it was a terrible sight
And you wondered why nobody’d called you at night
You called up Karen from accounting and made
Some plans for the day
You would meet up for breakfast and maybe try to catch some sales
Jenny come home to me
You got back home about a quarter to four
And when you opened the door
You saw a pair of shoes you’d never seen before
You came upstairs and we were scarmbling so
She tried to make for the door
I swear you packed all your things and were gone before she
Jenny come home to me
Maybe one morning I’ll awake and this will all be a dream
Jenny come home to me.